His goodness abounds?
Yet suffering is all around.
What do I do now?
Darkness wants to play
The world tells us not to pray
Death wants you today.
Unsure what to do
I just feel broken in two.
But what’s this I hear?
A voice calls: “come forth”.
Remove your blindfold and bandages!
Give them over to me.
A struggle takes place
His love is a sweet embrace
My child, you are free.
Look always to His face.
You must keep running the race.
His goodness abounds.
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